You ain't got two kids by 21, you're probably gonna die alone At least that's what tradition told you It don't matter if you don't believe, come Sunday morning You best be there in the front row like you're supposed to Same hurt in every heart, same trail a different part Mama's hooked on Mary Kay, brother's hooked on Mary Jane Daddy's hooked on Mary two doors down Mary, Mary, quack and cherry, we get bored so we get married Just like dust we settle in this town On this broken merry-go-round, around, around we go Where it stops nobody knows It ain't slowing down, this merry-go-round We think the first time's good enough, so we hold on to high school love Say we won't end up like our parents Tiny little boxes in a row, ain't what you want is what you know Just happy in the shoes you're wearing Same checks we're always cashing, to buy a little more distraction Cause mama's hooked on Mary Kay, brother's hooked on Mary Jane Daddy's hooked on Mary two doors down Mary, Mary, quack and cherry, we get bored so we get married Just like dust we settle in this town On this broken merry-go-round, around, around we go Where it stops nobody knows It ain't slowing down, this merry-go-round Mary, Mary, quack and cherry, we're so bored until we're buried Just like dust we settle in this town On this broken merry-go-round Jack and Jill went up the hill, Jack burned out on booze and pills Mary had a little lamb, Mary just don't give a damn no more